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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Bradley Nowell
Bradley Nowell
Gitarre
Bud Gaugh
Bud Gaugh
Schlagzeug
Eric Wilson
Eric Wilson
Bassgitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bradley Nowell
Bradley Nowell
Songwriter:in
Eric Wilson
Eric Wilson
Songwriter:in
Floyd I Gaugh IV
Floyd I Gaugh IV
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Paul Leary Walthall
Paul Leary Walthall
Produzent:in
Stuart Sullivan
Stuart Sullivan
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Janie always said I was a mess I'm sorry 'bout that mess I made her bleed Budda-by-by-by-by, I'm planting my seed Still, I knew she could take it If I opened up to people, if I knew it could make it But I hope her parents love her so Be oh yes, bein' on that plane If I got that brain I made her bleed Yeah, she wanted love in the scene Well, if you're livin', wanna give or get old And if you never knew that we get old You live it up, you live it up, you get old Believe, believe, people, then I say That every people that's the same thing everyday Well, if you gotta know my place And if you get sit back, you in your face, but I know her parents love her And I hope her parents love her I hope her parents love her so Billyed back in 1983, what did you do for me? I made her bleed Well I'm lovin' and I planted my seed But I knew we could make it But, I only knew that the bitch would break it, yeah I hope her parents love her so My God, don't look at me If he had to go I know I'm barely lovin' my holy bleed You never knew punishment's what he needs Oh my god, Vasoline Believe it or not it's a disease I, I hope her parents love her I hope her parents love her so
Writer(s): Bradley James Nowell, Eric John Wilson, Floyd I. Gaugh Iv Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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